I have heard of the Ides of March, but apparently, I have another special day in March—March 28th. I went to the doctor today. I just could not handle a cough. She said I had walking pneumonia. When I went to check out, the women there had to take a second look. I was apparently there on the same day at the same time last year for the same thing. So here we go again. Another round of antibiotics, and steroids. I just barely get over this stuff, still coughing and maintaining. I thought fall season was my bad time as I lose my voice and cough and can’t sing Christmas Carols, but apparently, I have two bad seasons. I’m going to lick this thing. The sculpture should be done at the foundry soon and placed. I’m holding on to that. I can’t wait for this to be over as the stress with this vendor is making me sick. Waiting for the confirmation of when I need to go and approve all the metal and schedule delivery. I hate to leave my kids, but I’m glad they are staying at my house while I’m away.
It may be a bit of a struggle but I’m still breathing in life.
Pusche